I have just returned from 10 days spent in our home-away-from-home in North Carolina. Because it is located on a precious little island, there truly is water everywhere! We spend our days swimming in it, walking next to it, paddling on it or staring at it in awe. This time the combination of bright sunshine, slight cloud cover, and very little wind made it particularly stunning. Many times I could barely catch my breath from the beauty of it all.
It seemed wherever I went, Mother Nature was showing off her splendor. Even her puddles were glorious!
After being surrounded with such beauty, I headed home ready to capture water scenes on canvas. I researched techniques, took photographs and dreamed of days spent locked away in my studio. Throughout the drive, my excitement grew as I planned my painting schedule and I wrote my ideas on paper. We arrived home; I unpacked and went to bed ready to tackle the water in the morning. If I only I had known...
The next morning, already cranky over a recent news report, I heard a nervous shout coming from the basement, "Mom, There's water everywhere!". I ran downstairs and was met with the slap of my feet against soggy carpet and the squish of water squirting between my toes. While we were away, a leak from the air conditioner combined with a failed shutoff valve resulted in a flooded basement. Water everywhere-carpet and flooring ruined.
Talk about a change of plans and a very different attitude towards water......
Here is the condensed version of what happened next: Curse Word, Curse Word, Really bad Curse Word.... blame someone- anyone...call company whose shutoff valve malfunctioned.....they send repairman....snap at repairman-who maybe deserved it a little- but who responds with kindness.... feel instantly guilty.....profusely apologize to repair man.... laugh and bond with repair man.....send him on his way....contact water damage company who sends help immediately...... profusely thank new guy for helping me and bombard him with questions because stress makes me chatty......watch repairman work for a solid four hours and bring him water and offer to help him because his partner bailed (pun intended)....move furniture, pool table, and artwork..... laugh and bond with new repairman..... tip him generously and send him on his way....call insurance company who responds with such kindness I almost cry...... hug my hubby who came home to a mess already exhausted from his own hard day..... and finally fall into bed with 19,384 chaos, mercy, and kindess-filled steps. I lay there exhausted but grateful for patient repairmen and good insurance, thankful my artwork was spared and that damage was pretty limited all things considered. Above all else, I was prayerful for a beloved friend whose day was significantly worse than my own.
Life changes in a splash. We can be flooded with beauty one minute and swept into soggy-chaos another. Kindness and love and laughter and patience and mercy and prayer.... it's all we've got. We have to give it and receive it. Always and ALL ways. Spread some love today.
( Oh- and good insurance we all deserve that too. Just sayin'...... )
I will tackle those beach inspired painting as soon as I can- look for them here shortly!